I've spent hundreds of hours working over words, and part of me, a large part of me, has a desire to do something else.

I will look at the footprints going in and out of the water and dream up a small blue good to talk to.

I feel that my job, as an artist, is to disturb the peace. And to disturb it intellectually, linguistically, politically and literally.

I have left out what I don't remember or don't know. Temperament, fear, shyness, obedience, kindness.

Sometimes a person thinks he's attached to one thing and he's really attached to something else.

The artist looks for a subject. You know, a lot of new poets don't seem to have a subject. I don't totally understand that.

Humor is not funny. Humor is something else. Funny is a joke, sometimes silly. Comedy is deep and connected to tragedy; comedy could be deeper than tragedy, in my view.

There are hundreds of prisons - sexual, political, cultural. But being a prisoner also gives you impetus.

It's just that very few poets disturb the peace to any degree.

I've been active in a minor way compared to professional activists. I was a labor leader. I led two labor strikes. I've manipulated boards. I've led marches. I've done many things.

Tolstoy is one of the greatest artists in history, but he finally became infused with the idea of the uselessness of art. He gave himself to his own kind of religion.

On a basic level- everything we say- essentially anything that comes out of our mouths is a rationalisation in some form or another

Mind-power takes you to the mountaintop. Heart-power takes you the stars. Soul-power takes you to the edge of the universe.

Words have power? That sounds like you're into some Harry Potter juju.

There are no friends at cards or world politics.

I've always wanted to be a cardiologist. If I have time I want to study Medicine someday.

I don't like to have time on my wall; it's too-in-your-face.

Maybe love can kill better than hate.

Many of the political jokes that circulated in the Third Reich were directed at Goering. He collected them [all] in a large leather notebook and delighted in re-telling most of them to his friends.

We dream every night, all the time.

I learn all these things about the record talking about it after it's finished.